The next day, I woke up in Sammy's house with Shawn's arms wrapped around me.
I slowly sat up and looked around.
Aubrie was passed out with Sammy laying next to her, holding her hand, and Taylor and Ciara were on the couch, and Taylor was on his side, while Ciara had her head resting on his side.
We didn't drink at all last night, but we watched a marathon of movies, and we all got really tired.
I tried to lay back down, but Shawn woke up.
He looked at me and smiled. He looked so cute when he was sleepy. I smiled back and laid back down next to him so I could face him.
His lips brushed mine.
"Good morning, beautiful," Shawn whispered.
"Morning, handsome," I whispered.
"Why are you up so early? It's," Shawn pulled out his phone from his back pocket, "7:34," he whispered.
"I was going to say the same thing about you," I whispered, smiling.
He giggled a bit.
"Did you have any 'dreams' last night?" Shawn asked.
"Now that I think of it, no, I didn't," I answered.
"So maybe it's just the house. Or it was just that night," Shawn whispered.
"Maybe, I don't know," I answered.
Shawn sat up, and leaned against the couch, and so did I.
He put his arm around me and we cuddled for a little until Ciara and Taylor woke up.
Ciara looked a little confused, but once she saw Taylor, she looked okay.
"Good morning," Shawn said.
"Morning," Taylor said back.
Ciara and I just nodded our heads.
"Do any of you guys know where the bathroom is?" Ciara asked.
"Just down the hall and it should be the last door on the left," Shawn answered, pointing the direction of the hallway.
"Thanks," Ciara said.
"You're welcome," Shawn said.
Taylor, Shawn, and I talked until Ciara came back, ten we talked some more.
Once everybody was awake, Shawn jumped to his feet and said, very loudly, "Last one to the pool has to clean the bathrooms!"
We all wore our swimsuits underneath our clothes, so as I was running, I took off my shorts and shirt and I was the first one to jump into the pool. Then it was Shawn, then Sam, then the rest at once.
We were all laughing by the time we were in the pool. We swam, and hit each other with water guns until somebody shouted, "Let's play chicken!"
So, I got on Shawn's back, Ciara got on Taylor's, Aubrie got on Sam's, Mahogany got on Matthew's back, (but they were only friends) Jack Johnson got on Gilinsky's back, and Nash got on Cameron's back.
We all then went at each other like it was war.
Once the game was done, Nash was the last one up.
We then swam for a little bit more and we played a game where one person is a shark, and the rest aren't and you can't get out of the water, or else you're out, and if the shark grabs your legs and pulls you under, then you are a shark with them.
In the middle of that game, we all heard something glass shatter inside.
We all got out of the pool, and followed the guys in to check it out.
Sammy, Shawn, Taylor, Cameron, Gilinsky, Johnson, Matthew, and Nash were all up in the front, ready to fight.
They looked around until they saw that it was just the wind from the window.
But what they didn't see was a dark, shadowy figure walking down the hallway.
I, being the "brave girl" I am, gasped and walked down the hallway.
Aubrie and Shawn seemed to notice, so they followed me very quietly.
The figure walked into the bathroom, and when I got into the bathroom, I screamed at the top of my lungs.
There was a dead body on the floor.
